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Welcome To the Underworld

A victim of the streets She's one of the homeless, A victim of society She left the broken home, Try as they may there was no fixing it, Her parents deciding, to go their own ways, She turned to drugs and drink And lost control, They said was nothing they could do, now she was in that hole, She was lost they said both in heart and soul And so be came a destitute, In a world of decrepitude, Open to being abused, This now was the life for her And it wasn't even her fault, This is where she had been brought, Down on her knees and she baulked, In the face of responsibility, She longed just to be free of this life And this isn't right, That this became her plight, And there was no one there for her And no support or care, Welcome to the underworld, She was now a junkie girl, Turning tricks and getting burned, Within a society that turns a blind eye, That covers up its ears And that ignored all of her tears That she cries alone at night.

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Date: 5/9/2018 6:22:00 PM
Such a sad plight of those neglected and tormented by the hardships of life. Your poem reflected these emotions very well, Fauxcroft. Great poetic pen!
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Date: 5/9/2018 11:57:00 PM
Thank you very much for reading and appreciating I am humbled that you enjoyed it.

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